Father

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

“There seemed to be a loving little prayer/In their voices, even when they called him ‘Dad’/Though the man was never heard of anywhere/As a hero, yet somehow understood/He was doing well his part and making good/And you knew it, by the way his children had/Of saying ‘Father’”

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